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DarkAngel


Don't think I'm an angel I've had my share of fuck ups and then some The old chink in my armor is still there I only come here seeking peace, And I only come here seeking me. I was stuck in my own mind knowing it was wrong ignoring the grim realities allowing it to happen anyway I want to think I'm not that person anymore That I'm good enough for you Despite my ill experience I want to be your Kitten I want to be your everything This version of me doesn't collect scars like she used to No open wounds here but skeletons in the closet So why are you still full of fear? I hope you understand That my past experiences, have only made me stronger So shut me up when I get carried away Cause I know you don't want to hear what I have to say, about who I used to be So distract me from the old me and lets just be happy
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